Adjusting
A strange thing happened yesterday.
I went into the city for the first time since we moved, and I couldn't wait to leave.
All my life Manhattan has been my home. Even when I didn't live there I considered it home.
But, yesterday, it felt foreign to me.
I couldn't deal with the crowds, and the smell of urine in the subway, and the heat pouring off the concrete. I kept thinking "I just want to go home." And I meant this place I'm living in now.
I never thought I would feel that way about Manhattan.
As I get older my priorities are changing. If you told the teenage me that one day I wouldn't be comfortable in the city, she wouldn't believe you.
I've been living in the new place for less than a month, and I'm already feeling like it's home.
I guess that's a good sign.
Comments
I'm a little sad at the things I haven't done yet (in terms of cities I haven't lived in), because I know that soon it'll be too late. I already can't handle New York for any amount of time, really, and when I was younger I think I would have been fine with it.
It really is true: you get older, and you start wanting your own space. I'm glad you're getting what you need! :)
Posted by: JG | July 3, 2008 02:49 PM
I am so glad you are feeling adjusted to living out of the city. I am so happy I don't work in Manhattan anymore. I'd have missed so much of my little girl's life just by commuting 4 hours a day if I had stayed there.
Posted by: lilfootsmommy | July 3, 2008 04:08 PM
I felt the same way! But it was the day we moved to NJ-I was so sad to leave the city-then my husband said, "let's go back up tonight to get the rest of our things from the apartment." And I said, "I'm not going to NYC again. I just want to stay home." And sure enough-I never missed the city again! Ofcorse I miss the short commute to the hospital that my husband and I had. But there is nothing like having a home with a yard.
Posted by: michele | July 3, 2008 08:57 PM
That is a wonderful thing.
Posted by: Ern | July 4, 2008 03:27 AM